EVIE
the light of dawn is coming
"Likely for the best - wooden training ones are the safest option, anyway." And she has none of those readily on hand, inconveniently. Though someone else in the world (or beyond) must surely be feeling the urge to throw sharp things.
Hadama's gaze ventures along the beach, and Evie slowly turns and looks in turn as he proposes a suitable projectile. Coconuts. 'Nutty', huh? Who would have ever thought? Certainly nobody sane or respectable. Evie is appropriately delighted - and oblivious, bless her enviable heart.
"Perfect! I can use my arms or my magic that way." Considering Micah on her shoulders, likely the latter. It's an easy thing to meander down the beach to the convenient ammunition (and she will not mention anything about the island - which Torchline isn't - supplying anything, and certainly not with certain words). A bit of magic has one hopping into her hand, and Evie gives no warning as she turns and lets it fly like a fuzzy, orb-shaped missile right at Hadama.
Hadama's gaze ventures along the beach, and Evie slowly turns and looks in turn as he proposes a suitable projectile. Coconuts. 'Nutty', huh? Who would have ever thought? Certainly nobody sane or respectable. Evie is appropriately delighted - and oblivious, bless her enviable heart.
"Perfect! I can use my arms or my magic that way." Considering Micah on her shoulders, likely the latter. It's an easy thing to meander down the beach to the convenient ammunition (and she will not mention anything about the island - which Torchline isn't - supplying anything, and certainly not with certain words). A bit of magic has one hopping into her hand, and Evie gives no warning as she turns and lets it fly like a fuzzy, orb-shaped missile right at Hadama.
ready to return everything the darkness stole
